Magic Fantasy Guns Novels & Stories

“Be reasonable, Branson. We are not all evil. I am not the kind of wizard to harm an innocent woman. Hell, he was stupid to kill someone who could find him magic.” Branson’s face was a blank, “I don’t care. A wizard is a wizard.” He fired his pistol. Oren felt the bullet strike him. He fell to the cold, snow-covered ground. The next bullet came from the rifle. He felt it sting. Oren clutched the standing bear Spell Node in his pocket. He let some of the magic flow from it to him. He hoped it would be enough.

(Hannah Johnson) “That’s good to hear…at least the Mana Engine and the Enchantment Node can be use as the standard Technologies for everything….oh yeah, what is the Military team progress now?..”. “Them?…well, they were about 40 to 50%…after all, those 2 gun nuts…Is rather touchy with everything…when they heard about the mana systems and magics…they actually redesigned all the modern firearms to be actually able to follow that norms…I heard both, Frank and Mike is actually trying to make an AK rifle that uses magic for it ammunition…and basically wanted to make the firearm have unlimited ammo…”.(Hannah Johnson)

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

"I'm the Mirror Witch, boy. My specialty is mirrors and everything related to them. So, if you point a gun at me and all you see is yourself, then who are you shooting? Me? Or yourself?" "You." Malachi smirked, cocking his head to the side. "At least, when I'm shooting with this specific gun. Do you want to know what's so special about it?" He prodded, the smirk on his face growing. And Vivian frowned, noticing that something was amiss. "Its bullets are made of mermaid scales." And his fearlessness suddenly made so much sense.

This job was seemingly easy for the most part, but it had its ups and downs at times. "Well, if you will allow me to introduce you to what we have here," I said as Mr. Wizard walked over to Mr. Stocky and pointed this interesting syringe gun at the chest of our first newcomer. "This is a silver nitrate gun. Inside there is a little speck, which is about the size of the tip of her pinky finger. This little capsule, if you will, holds a very special package made just for each one of you newcomers."

Lucifer gathered himself and slowly began to explain. "Many gods in this world believe in maintaining order, AKA their rule. Ever since some of the more recent wars on the human side most of the gods have agreed to make any production of firearms illegal while also making it a forbidden topic. Magic is powerful, but the amount of time and effort it takes to become truly dangerous with it is what stops it from getting the same treatment." Elijah was surprised that supposed gods would fear guns. 'Surely they can't be that afraid. A jet, or a tank, sure, but even those would lose out to a powerful mage, at least I think they would. I'm not really sure what qualifies as strong in this world.'

He suddenly held out his unnoticed sword and I recognized it immediately. That was the Dracon black magic sword. Even if I do not know much about these things, I could still remember the teaching I had on this weapon. The sword was similar to the scared knife that was in our kingdom's treasure room. The sword is poisonous and also had some sort of black magic invoked in it. Once it touches a body, the poison is automatically transferred into such body and when it touches a supernatural being, the being fades away. "Kenzie, be careful of that sword." Morgan warned.

Aleister asked as he watched Ruby flip the locks and open the case taking out an odd-looking gun colored bright crimson and black. "Ohh, nothing. Just a simple monster-slaying sniper scythe, capable of blasting through beowolves into bits." Ruby answered and the gun instantly unfolded in her hold to reveal an impressive crimson scythe which she loaded with a square magazine. "Ready to kill our enemies and offer their hearts to your master?" "Psshhhhh, you summoned me combat ready." Ruby smiled. "That's my demon."

Archon suggested they pull back for the time being until they could free their friends. A few hundred feet away Warren struck the pose of the thinker and sighed, “That shriek is it's the deadliest weapon, but how do we get around that?” Archon flashed a picture of a gun and then another made from magic energy, Warren had shot two guns in his entire life, one was a pellet gun and the other a .308 hunting rifle. His shoulder ached at the memory. The fact remained that it was the best course of action, He clenched his fist, “Let's take some time to practice first.”

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.